On the white ground, there is a kite of my own, and there is no wind at all-
[Yang] Get up and fly tighter and tighter, but there is still no wind. Look up, ahead
There stands an iceberg shining with exquisite light; On the top of the hill stood a goddess with eyebrows.
Eyes can't see clearly, clothes can't see clearly, only one hand is holding a kite, and one finger is pointing.
In the sky-
The sky is a network of stars scattered like beads-
As soon as I turned around, I was surprised. On the cool steps of the western hills, the moon sets, shining on the trees and shooting on the grass.
Isn't this the circle of light above her head and turned into a thousand rays of light?
Is it true?/You don't say. Is it a dream? I only remember deeply:
This is an iceberg, a goddess, pointing to the sky-
August 20th, 92 1 year.
(This article was first published in Beijing Morning Post on August 26th 192 1 and later included in the poem.
Set the "spring water". )
A white rose
Why are you standing by the river alone? Is this hazy sky dawn or dusk?
Where to ask, I just feel that the world of flowers is in front of me. There are a few white roses in the middle.
There she is. She is coming down from the mountain. Beautiful makeup, like all white, hands
There is a big bunch of flowers in the room.
I said, "Come on, I'll give you a white rose. You can pin it on your skirt." She smiled.
I said a word, but I couldn't hear it. However, it seems that I didn't take it off, and neither did she.
Still holding flowers and walking forward.
Looking up at her road, I saw flowers on both sides, flowers hanging down and flowers falling down.
Flowers.
I think white flowers are better than red flowers after all; But why didn't I choose, and neither did she?
Dai?
Where is the road ahead? Why not follow her?
It's all over, the flowers are hidden, and the dreams are awake. How to get to the road ahead? Pick it up.
Dai?
192 1 August 20th, 2008.
(This article first appeared in Beijing Morning Post on August 26th 192 1.
Poetry collection "Spring Water". )
Stars in Spring is a collection of poems and songs by Bing Xin, a great writer. The content inside is "feelings and memories anytime and anywhere" written casually by Bing Xin. These two books are meaningful and philosophical, and they are very popular with everyone, so they have become the designated bibliography of the middle school Chinese syllabus of the Ministry of Education.
"A wise man, abandon your fantasy flowers! She is only ethereal, but it reflects the spring scenery in your eyes. " In the collection of poems, this poem is my favorite. I used to be a dreamer, indulging in fantasies about the future every day, but unable to improve the present wisely. When I was a child, I would fantasize about how successful, smooth and incomparable my future was, but it was just a particularly gorgeous and unreachable flower in my imagination, not reality. At that time, learning was because "I like to do it or not", and my grades were getting worse and worse. I fantasize every day and often miss rare opportunities. I remember when I was in the second grade, other students were eager to try and prepare actively, but I fantasized that I would get good grades. I was dumbfounded when I saw the test questions. Most of my classmates are on the list, but I am disheartened. I regretted it then! Love fantasy, but have no intention to fight for the real fragrant flowers at present, it is just a meaningless daydream! We should all throw away imaginary flowers and pick real flowers!
Bing Xin's poems are also a little melancholy, but they can better reflect the meaning in the poems and spur people at the same time. Like this:
The old man said to the child:
"tears,
Alas,
How tasteless the world is! "
The child smiled and said:
"Forgive me,
Sir!
I won't imagine what I haven't experienced. "
The child said to the old man:
"Laugh,
Jump,
How interesting the world is! "
The old man sighed and said:
"Forgive me,
Kid!
I can't bear to recall what I have done. "
After reading this poem, I really want to be that naive child who loves life. The old man, who was not happy in the past, grew old in his later years. He remembered the past with only one word "unbearable". Because he didn't observe the society carefully, he was bored. I don't want to be him. I used to think the world was boring. It is boring to do the same thing every day. But as long as you look farther away, you will feel how beautiful the world is and full of expectations. I believe that the children in the poem will have many good memories when they get old!
In fact, I don't like reading poetry, but Bing Xin's book "Stars in Spring Water" has changed me, and the artistic conception and essence in the poem will definitely make you aftertaste and admire!
Xia, it is my old friend! When I was a child, at the seaside and on the mountain, she was my most familiar and beautiful little friend. She says "good morning" or "see you tomorrow" to me under the light every morning and evening. But it was not until decades later that I realized that there were more clouds and the glow was more beautiful. The glow from the clouds is bright and colorful.
There is not only happiness in life, but also pain. Happiness and pain complement each other and set off each other.
Happiness is a touch of Wei Yun, and pain is a dark cloud hanging over the city. These different clouds overlap on the horizon of your life. When you are "looking at the sun, although it is glorious", it will create a beautiful dusk for you. A life will come to the season of being buried by the coming night, and the sunset may make people feel nostalgic and melancholy. But human life is endless. The earth goes around the sun all the time. The east is not bright and the west is bright. The sunset glow in front of my window is heading for the ice lake on the east coast of the United States. ...
Here, Bing Xin compares "happiness" to "a touch of Wei Yun" and "pain" to "a dark cloud that flooded the city", saying that they "complement each other and set each other off as an interest", and the isomorphism of * * * becomes the "beautiful dusk" of life. This makes her works no longer stay in the pursuit of poetic beauty in the past, but face the various colors of life and face up to the pain of life. Different from pessimists, in Bing Xin's world, pain has become a scene of life and an indispensable part of a better life. This experience means that the ice heart is getting deeper and deeper.
Bing Xin's prose impressed readers with elegant words, pure and frank thoughts and delicate and affectionate feelings. What belongs to her most personally and can best show her artistic personality is her touching love carol. She embraces life with art, and the meaning of her works is the meaning of her life. She transcends all kinds of entanglements and troubles of real personnel and is willing to taste the life situation as a whole. Biochemical natural persons, so that they have tangible physical life; Take maternal love and innocence as channels to realize the beautiful details of life. She smiles at life and believes that "love" can lead people to be good. Motherly love, virginity and nature constitute the world she loves. She praised maternal love and once said with deep affection, "such a deep, profound and epoch-making love!" " May everything in the world know and praise! "She believes that maternal love can lead mankind to a new civilization, and with it, we can build a world where everyone is free and everyone is equal"; She praises virginity, depicts children's childish and delicate manners, and appreciates their intelligence. She thinks that the world of adults is full of killing each other and fighting for power and profit, while the world of children is pure and innocent, loving each other and cherishing each other. How she wishes that mankind could see this wonderful childhood again; Similarly, Bing Xin's devotion to nature also shows a kind of pursuit, hoping to calm the fierce struggle between human beings and melt human resentment in the freshness of nature. To this end, she often wandered in nature, lingering, making friends with the sea and the lake. Spring breeze, autumn clouds, broken snow, light rain, bright moon and starry morning all poured her beautiful feelings and best wishes. She is full of confidence in the bright future of mankind. She hopes that people will sincerely love and create an ideal society and an ideal life.
Mao Dun said in Bing Xin Lun: "Of all the writers in the May 4th period, only Ms. Bing Xin belongs to her most." Yes, Bing Xin belongs to herself. Her uniqueness lies in her original questions and answers in the form of art, and her persistent exploration is the real life world before conceptualization and objectification. She belongs to history, to today, and to the immortal world of prose.
Sakura song
Cherry blossoms are the pride of Japan. People who go to Japan must first think of cherry blossoms before arriving; Here we are, first of all, cherry blossoms. If you arrive between summer and autumn, Japanese friends will say sadly, "You missed the cherry blossom season!" " "If you arrive in winter, they will keep you, saying," Stay a little longer until you see the cherry blossoms! "In a word, cherry blossoms, like Mount Fuji, have become a symbol of Japan.
To say the least, I have seen cherry blossoms dozens of times. Look at the Castle Peak Cemetery, Ueno Park and Thousand Birds Garden in Tokyo ...; Look at Kyoto, look at Nara ... Look at it in the rain, in the fog, under the moon ... Japan is full of cherry blossoms, some are hundreds of flowering trees, and some are quietly standing by the roadside and by the water. Spring in Japan is immersed in the breath of cherry blossoms!
My Japanese friend told me that there are more than 300 kinds of cherry blossoms, the most of which are mountain cherry, Yoshino cherry and eight-fold cherry. Sakura and Yoshino Sakura are not as white as cherry blossoms. Not as white as pear, but lotus ash. 20% off cherry blossoms are plump and ruddy, almost like begonia in Beijing in spring. In addition, there are pale yellow Yujin sakura, sakura with drooping branches, Hamara sakura which bloomed the earliest in the "vernal equinox" season, and more than 300 pieces of chrysanthemum sakura petals ..... which are covered by the beauty of overlap and competition. The cherry blossom songs written by Huang Zunxian, a poet in Qing Dynasty, are as follows:
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Mojiang splash green water microwave Japanese cherry blossoms
Flowers covered the river.
See what flowers look like in the whole city.
Everyone sings cherry blossom songs together.
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Flowers are shining and the sea shadows are like the tide.
Rangers gathered to dig caves.
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A ten-day national tour
Every year, I am afraid to go back to dusk.
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This song tells the madness of Japanese people when they watch cherry blossoms in spring. "10 Day Tour" is very short. After the cloudy day, spring is warm and cherry blossoms are blooming all over the mountain. After a storm, they quickly withered, and the mountains were covered with fallen English! Therefore, Japanese scholars have written many "short-lived" sad poems. It is said that cherry blossoms are also characterized by "early blooming and early setting".
Perhaps because I come from China, my association with cherry blossoms is not so gloomy. Although I first saw cherry blossoms in the Castle Peak Cemetery in Tokyo in the spring of 1947, the cemetery was full of gloomy grave-sweepers. Sometimes drunken guests who drink too much make me feel sad. When I passed through the tunnel covered with lotus-gray flowers like a dome, I also felt a deep touch.
I went to Japan this spring when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I saw cherry blossoms everywhere, in Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto, Hakone-CHO and Kamakura ... but the cherry blossoms I saw in Kanazawa Xiangshan on April 13 were the most vivid and magnificent I have ever seen!
On April 12, it was raining heavily, and we went to Neitan fishing village not far from Kanazawa City. I overheard on the road that tomorrow is the day when the workers of Kanazawa taxi company go on strike. Kanazawa has 12 taxi companies, 250 vehicles and hundreds of drivers and workers. They asked for higher wages to relieve the pressure of life. They have gone on strike five times and failed to achieve their goal. Tomorrow's strike will be the sixth time.
That afternoon, on the beach with heavy rain, in the homes of farmers in the inner beach, we heard many touching stories of workers and peasants resisting the American occupation of farmland and finally winning the shooting range. In the evening, I attended a warm welcome party for the masses, and everyone was too excited to sleep well. I got up early the next day and set off in a hurry. I almost forgot about the bus drivers' strike today.
At 8: 40 in the morning, we came out of the hotel and eleven cars were neatly placed at the door. We got on the bus separately and walked slowly along the mountain road, winding down. The weather is mysterious, the warm east wind blows, and the bright sunshine shakes our eyes. ...
Then it suddenly occurred to me that today is not the day when car drivers go on strike. Didn't they strike at eight o'clock in the morning? Didn't they postpone the strike in order to get us on the bus? I quickly asked my Japanese friend who was sitting in front of me with the driver. The Japanese friend turned around and said with a slight smile, "In order to send the China writers' delegation to the residence, they held an emergency meeting last night and decided to change the strike time to nine o'clock in the morning!" When I excitedly said a word or two of thanks, the man looked at me quietly, stared at the driver in front, tilted his head slightly and said humbly, "Promoting the friendship between the Japanese and Chinese people is also part of the struggle!"
My heart jumped suddenly, like a lit fireworks, and the spark of gratitude came out of my heart, generate …
On the mountain road in the early morning, there were no other vehicles, only eleven of us, rustling and speeding by. At this moment, I suddenly saw hundreds of cherry blossoms on both sides of the mountain road after the rain! This cherry blossom, piled up in piles, is like a sea of clouds, blushing in the morning light. When the winding mountain road is covered by this boundless cloud of flowers, we are like sitting in eleven canoes end to end, riding the swaying east wind, splashing flowers on both sides, and making rapid progress towards the rising sun!
Down the mountain, to the city center, there are still no other vehicles in the street, only a lot of cars in the street, the door is open, there are large and small cars lined up at the door, and the red flag is inserted in the door. The auto workers stood neatly by the door, smiling at our car passing by. sakura
When we arrived at the station, we got off the bus and held the drivers' hands tightly with boiling enthusiasm, thanking them for their help and wishing them success in their struggle.
The warm farewell scene has passed, the train has been driving for a long time, snow-capped mountains and running spring water pass by the window, but my eyes are still shining with this wonderful cherry blossom that I have never seen before!
I turned to my Japanese friend and said, "Cherry blossoms are beautiful, but from the Japanese point of view, where is the beauty of cherry blossoms?" He scratched his head and said with a smile, "there is no beautiful flower in the world ... as for the love for a flower, it is because of the feelings in everyone's heart." Japanese literati feel the shortness of life from the beautiful and easy-to-fall cherry blossoms, and samurai associate it with heroic sacrifice. As for ordinary people, they like cherry blossoms, because it first brings people the news of exciting and happy spring after the severe winter. In Japan, there are many cherry blossoms! Mountains, watersides, streets, courtyards, everywhere. The snow hasn't melted, the winter clothes haven't gone, and the dark room is still chilly in spring. As long as a little east wind blows from a distance and the sun shines in the sky, cherry blossoms will bloom all over the mountain! Whether it's Sakura in the mountains, Sakura Yoshino or Sakura Hachi ... I reported the exciting news of spring to the people on the three islands next to me. " sakura
These words made me understand two things. One is: cherry blossoms bloom all over Penglai Island, which are the flowers of the Japanese people themselves and will always give the Japanese people excitement and encouragement in spring; One is the psychological activity of flower watchers, which has made them particularly fond of certain flowers. The cherry blossoms in Kanazawa are no better than those in other places. An affectionate and moving remark from the car driver expressed the deep friendship of the Japanese working people to the Japanese people, which turned the cherry blossoms everywhere in my eyes into a sea of clouds and flowers of friendship between the Chinese and Japanese people, and made the canoe of friendship March forward like an arrow towards the brilliant sunrise!
The memories in the middle of the night are warm and full of enthusiasm. I am happy to write an ode to cherry blossoms.
Bing Xin's ode to cherry blossoms has always been famous. Since it was first selected as a Chinese textbook for secondary schools in the late 1970s and 1980s, many teachers have enjoyed teaching. Some teachers especially prefer the first part of the article (1 to paragraph 5), and think that the author vividly shows the variety, wide spread, beautiful appearance and Japanese special feelings for cherry blossoms. It's beautifully written. Some teachers appreciate the second part of the article (from 6 to 10) and think that the first part of the article is beautiful, but the second part is the main body of the full text. The author profoundly reminded the theme by symbolic means and praised the friendship between the Chinese and Japanese people. Moreover, this part of the language is vivid and beautiful. For example, writing "passion" vividly as "brilliant sparks all over the sky" is not only "crimson and colorful", but also gives people rich poetry and infinite charm, and has an immersive three-dimensional sense. It is the most wonderful and beautiful paragraph in the full text. However, I think the most vivid and impressive part of the full text is neither the first part nor the second part of the article, but the third part of the article (the end of the first paragraph of 15), which is the literary eye of ode to cherry blossoms. Bing Xin regards cherry blossoms as a symbol of the Japanese people, embodying philosophy in the image, poetry in simplicity, revealing the essential beauty of cherry blossoms from the surface to the inside, and eulogizing the Japanese people who love life, dare to struggle and pursue light from the heart! ……